Ultraman Legend of the Light Chaser

Jun Sakuma put the Light Chaser's Medal back into his pocket. To be honest, it was just the right size for an adult to hold in one hand, and it was also convenient to put in his pocket. It was much more comfortable than carrying the Evolution Trustee across his chest. Jun Sakuma found it increasingly easy to carry around.

He patted his pouch as usual and asked, "Since there's no need to worry about the energy supply running out, I remember you said it's a tool for human beings to transform into giants. Can I transform directly through it?"

Thinking of this, Jun Sakuma's mind immediately became active.

He used to be ganged up on by alien beasts and dark giants, but now it seems like two Samuels can gang up on the other side!

Wonderful! I just wonder if the giant I become through the Light Chaser's Medal will look just like Samuel.

"No."

The young man's words instantly shattered his fantasy: "At least not now."

Aiba Yu said, "Only its core has recovered; the outside is still all stone."

"Ah!" Only after being reminded did Jun Sakuma realize that if the other party hadn't told him, he would have thought that the outer shell of the transformation device was originally made of stone.

"How can it recover? Can we just wait and see?"

Aiba Yu answered more slowly, and his voice unconsciously became softer: "...My heart is set on...the light."

Half-baked!

Sakuma Jun looked at him like he was a 999-dollar pure academic failure who skipped class, dropped out of school, and said goodbye to his graduation certificate forever.

"Forget it, I can handle small alien beasts on my own now anyway." Jun Sakuma took a deep breath. Mature middle-aged people should be more open-minded. There are still many beautiful things in life. The Light Chaser's Medal is considerate and reliable. There's no need to get angry with a half-baked Oo.

“Then we can split up next time,” he said, leaning halfway out to check the situation downstairs. “Have we disturbed a monster’s lair recently? So many small ones have popped up. Even if they haven’t entered the inner ring of the city, it’s still troublesome enough.”

Qian Shulian waved to them from below.

Jun Sakuma jumped straight from the fifth floor. A faint light flashed in his pocket, and he landed safely as if nothing had happened, as if he had only jumped from a height of 50 centimeters.

Aiba Yu had already transformed into a white shadow and disappeared into the Light Chaser's Medal, with only his voice reaching the outside world: "I don't know, maybe they want to wear us down."

"No way, you're going back to rest in a little while?" Jun Sakuma felt that Samuel had become lazier and lazier ever since he found out he had a house. Before, he would float around outside in the form of a little light person, occasionally helping Junpei deliver things. He was the fastest at going up and down stairs. Now, however, he just keeps crawling into this stone. If you didn't know better, you would think that the stone was the real body, and that the semi-transparent shadow was some kind of artifact spirit.

Inside, the forest ranger's cabin.

Aiba Yu sat on the fluffy blanket and yawned. On the bed was a quilt that was obviously for winter.

"Finding someone takes a lot of energy," he said, shaking out the blanket. Actually, the temperature here was no different from summer, but he still felt it wasn't enough. He wrapped himself up in the thick, comforting blanket and said, "Goodnight."

"It's afternoon!!!" Jun Sakuma's voice boomed down from the sky.

"Hmm... Goodnight."

Chapter 118 Tracing and Investigation

As expected, when Matsunaga Hazuki woke up, she was greeted by an empty house.

My father has gone off to do something again, and nobody knows when he will be back. Perhaps we won't see him again until next month.

"Barnib Monster..."

She recalled the man-eating monster she had seen that day, and the voices she vaguely heard, something about "alien beasts."

Are they talking about Barnibu? And the black-suited man who shone white light on her during her brief moments of lucidity.

The warm energy was still there. She gently clenched her fists. Logically, she should at least feel the grogginess of someone just waking up from a long sleep, but she was...

I felt mentally clear and completely free of any feeling of lethargy or sluggishness.

She vaguely overheard her father's phone call, such as something about "memory erasure"...

Matsunaga Yoichiro was always busy with mysterious matters. She remembered arguing with him one day and knocking the files in his hand to pieces. Inside were materials and photos about the "Shinjuku Disaster".

They're all photos of the same young man with a sunny smile, against a backdrop of... a Ferris wheel at an amusement park!

Why did he pay attention to that young man and put his photo into a file folder related to the "Shinjuku Disaster"?

Was he busy searching for information about the disaster that led to his mother's death?

"Ferris wheel, Ferris wheel..." Matsunaga Hazuki threw off the covers and grabbed the clothes piled on the bedside table and started putting them on.

……

"The surviving students' answers were a complete mess."

Baolucao's Haunted House for the Elderly.

After killing a small alien beast, Jun Sakuma returned, muttering that the alien beast's lair had been raided, and pulled up the TLT database to look for the latest interrogation records about the survivors.

For example, the delinquent students who were rescued and the uncle who broke his leg rolling in the stairwell.

There were too many people involved, and they were all so frightened that they were in a daze, so their answers were all over the place and left people completely confused.

Jun Sakuma entrusted the task of recording and organizing the information to Junpei, who was very curious about it, and went to ask Shintaro Hirata if there was any news.

“Not a single tree was charred, so why are they talking about a giant fireball?” Runping scratched his head.

Although Shintaro Hirata was at headquarters at the moment, he was very familiar with the things he asked.

[Are you referring to the small-scale alien beast attacks? There have indeed been quite a few lately, not just at the Japanese branch.]

When you're out and about, you can't take your work computer with you, so your juniors can only keep typing away on their phones.

Similar incidents happen frequently at the North American headquarters. Fortunately, they are all small alien beasts; one was killed directly by conventional weapons.

"The news is already flying around here," Jun Sakuma typed furiously. "You've seen our forum, haven't you?"

[I'm the one who often has to maintain this site, so of course I saw it... Everyone here is asking when Spider-Man will appear.]

[I'm currently involved in Raphael's research and development, so I might not have much time to help you with the analysis. Please pay close attention to the time and location of the attacks, or the characteristics of the missing persons, to see if there are any commonalities—ah, you used to be an investigator, so I'm just showing off my limited skills.]

By the way, the inspectors sent someone else to switch shifts with me. They're not as easy to talk to as I was, so be careful, senior.

Sakuma Jun sighed, closed the page, and asked Junpei about the progress of organizing the records.

Runping silently handed over the part of her hair that she had straightened, and then continued to pull at the part of her hair that she hadn't finished tidying.

Samuel finally crawled out of his den, and the little light man took the lead in finding a hot ceramic cup to lean against, securing a good position, before they all looked at the screen together.

“This is a friend of the deceased student,” Jun Sakuma read carefully, word by word, afraid of missing any detail, then frowned: “I remember you found the remains or tissue fragments of four people at the scene, but this student said…”

“Six people,” Samuel stood up. “The students said they saw a ‘fireball,’ which may not be delirium. I also found a clump of ashes.”

"That alien beast can use fire?" Jun Sakuma recalled that they had sensed the alien beast's vibration wave that day and went to investigate without thinking. They happened to see a tall, spider-like monster about to eat people.

Jun Sakuma went to protect the unconscious person, while Yu Aiba rushed out of the Light Chaser's Medal and smashed its head with a punch.

Chishu Rei carried a student with a missing arm on her back, and asked Sakuma Jun to stop the bleeding. The severed arm looked like it had been torn and gnawed by a wild beast; he was lucky it hadn't been swallowed whole.

The student with only one arm is the source of this inquiry record.

"The 'fireball' burned Takuma to death too!" the student said.

At that time, the alien beast did not disappear into blue particles like its predecessors; its enormous corpse lay across the tree-lined path in the park.

Jun Sakuma waited foolishly for a long time, but neither of them were retrieved nor did they disappear into thin air with a "bang".

Aiba Yu stepped forward, and the silver flames evaporated it completely.

This small alien beast exuded an eerie aura. Given the resurrection of Rizali Asu, they dared not allow the cleaners to collect the alien beast's limbs, in case it could resurrect inside the TLT base...

“There’s not much information left in the TLT data. Next, let’s organize the locations of the attacks and whether the victims have any common characteristics.” Jun Sakuma never expected that he would have to return to his old profession. The former police officer’s eyes sharpened. He picked up a piece of scrap paper, flipped it to the blank back, and began to organize his thoughts.

park.

Qian Shulian hid behind the bushes and finally waited for the white-clad cleaners to finish their shift.

They searched for clues with their instruments and collection bags, but found nothing except the gradually subsiding alien beast vibrations and some tissue debris—which they weren't even sure was human.

Two clumps of ash were found at the scene, almost completely blown away by the wind. They carefully collected them, not knowing how much real dirt and ash had been mixed in.

As darkness fell and the area became deserted, only...

The lower blockade line dutifully stood guard outside.

Qian Shulian then quietly came out, squatted down, and gently placed one hand on the ground.

The scene was almost still; there were no stars or moon tonight, no insects chirping, and the night wind was extremely quiet, cautiously moving among the branches and leaves.

The images in his mind raced forward, from the gathering of white-clad cleaners to the road briefly cleared after the survivors fled, forward, forward, and then to Aiba Yu summoning silver flames to burn the monster's limbs dry.

Countless silhouettes travel along the timeline from near to far, following the trickling stream back to the origin of everything.

They were a group of students who wore their school uniforms loosely or tossed them aside.

They formed a circle in a secluded corner of the park, shouting something, mostly mocking remarks, such as, "Hey, coward? Your family's so rich, what's wrong with giving us some?" and "You agreed so confidently! I thought you were going to fight me like a man, hey! Say something!"

Someone was kicking the student who was squatting in the middle. He was carrying a schoolbag, his head was buried deep between his arms, and he was breathing rapidly.

"Get away..." the student's voice squeezed out from his throat, his short hair sticking out from between his fingers.

Someone kicked him again, leaving a footprint on his school uniform. He was knocked to the side, revealing his reddened eyes.

Someone came up and grabbed him by the collar: "Waste your time, you coward Takuma, your protection fee is doubled, no, tripled!"

"And you! There's no future in following cowards. Want to join us?"

“Ah…you’re a coward too,” he patted the other’s head, and the student trembled and took two steps back, which drew harsh laughter from the people around him: “Forget it, forget it, we don’t need you, we’re very lenient, just double your protection fee will do!”

Chapter 119 I Remember Your Voice

"Are you aware of the recent disappearances?"

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